Me -1

i live next to an lonely flower.
sometimes i get the feeling i know how it feels;
all the leaves together and yet so far away - each of them living time's time.
it's like us in an empty ball
trying to catch the leftovers of a thought.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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Fleming Avatar
May 5, 2011 at 9:26 PM
Leftovers of a thought... well written!
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